Sometime I’ll tell you all the trouble I’ve gotten into in the South, Gary. If I ever move there, I will consult with you first about how not to get arrested by the cops or held at gunpoint by the citizens. I have gone to a couple job interviews in the South and I always bring a weapon in my purse I’m so scared, LOL.
Huge possible break throughs on the job front this week - 1 in Chicago and 2 local. If anyone makes an offer I’ll take it. I’ve have over 4,000 rejections to date.
After our discussion, I think I would be OK out of town. I just need to temper my behavior a little to account for increased risk. No helping out in fights involving crow bars. No starting trouble with large corporations. No fleeing from ambulance or hospital staff or cops. I’m making a list in my head. I’ll be fine as long as I’m on my best behavior. Out of towners will not let me take the same liberties I take here…so it is a little bit like becoming more disabled, but just for a period of time until I get some experience and get back home.
I absolutely can’t pull anything like this. I’m not 100% sure that I have total control over my compulsions to escape from medical staff. Here, I can figure out where I am and who will help me if I escape from them with less than adequate brain function. In Chicago, it could be quite dangerous. I have a habit of running for bodies of water in order to swim away from them. I do it pretty successfully, but its quite dangerous if you don’t know instinctively where the dams are.
I think its difficult to be medically compromised when you don’t recognize your surroundings. It happened once in Santa Fe and it was like a bad acid trip. I ate some fruit off of some trees (which was a good thing about being in the South). Then, I got hot and sat down at a table (which was in a quiet mexican restaurant). The waitress brought me some appetizer chips. I ate them and then ran away. But, eventually, all was lost and I just sat down on a sidewalk and started to cry.
I pump ALOT of adrenaline with low BG and I can go for miles sometimes. I’ve climbed over razor wire fences before when I wasn’t thinking straight. It can get bad.
Remember when I crashed that car? I was 100% blind and I still made a run for it. They sent 12 cop cars and I still made a run for it. I don’t think I can really control that.
I guess the key is to have really good BG control and be super vigilant about it and not do anything too physically extreme.
That’s why I ski with large guys from Detroit and Russians - worst comes to worst, they know how to defend themselves…from me.